Xiang Ningxuan wanted to try it on the spot, but unfortunately, he lost all his spiritual power and could not use it because of insufficient energy.

Although he could recover his skills by taking the golden elixir, Xiang Ningxuan did not intend to do so.

"Haha, thank you Master. The time is almost over, how should I leave?"

The monk pointed to the white elephant and said, "Sit on, it will take you back."

Xiang Ningxuan looked up at the hanging compartment on Bai Xiang's body. It was as high as two or three floors. With his current physique, he could not climb up at all.

At this time, a rope ladder was hanging down from the six-fanged white elephant's hanger, understandingly. Xiang Ningxuan climbed up the rope ladder.

"Master, goodbye!" Xiang Ningxuan saluted.

"Amitabha! The donor has a smooth journey."

"Woo~" Liufang Baixiang shook her head and said goodbye to her master.

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"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" The six-toothed white elephant moved forward with heavy steps, and each step was like an earthquake. Such a white elephant weighs about one or two hundred tons, and what magic should it carry on its feet, otherwise if it step on it, the stone floor in the temple will collapse directly.

As the Six-fanged White Elephant moved forward, the surrounding scenery did not change, but Xiang Ningxuan keenly felt that the entire plane had changed. From the unknown Buddhist plane, it came to reality.

"Ah! What is that?"

"There are monsters! Run!"

"Don't we have a three-tower defense array? Why can this monster still break in?"

There were chaotic noises outside, and a group of monks fled everywhere in panic. They obviously regarded the Six-toothed White Elephant as a monster.

Xiang Ningxuan curled his lips and said, "Crack, a group of funny guys, these are the mounts of your Buddhist masters. I don't know you, but you monks don't know you, that's really awkward!"

Finally someone couldn't stand it, and a powerful monk from Kong Wu angrily scolded: "What are you panic? What kind of messes are all? Let me go."

Well, there was finally someone who understood. Xiang Ningxuan nodded and said intimately.

After the monk held a Zen stick and drove away the messy crowd, he shouted angrily: "Wu, who is the monster? How dare you trespass on my Santa Temple?"

Ah! Damn, when I didn't say anything, it turned out to be a rash monk. Xiang Ningxuan felt a burning pain on his face.

For such a guy, Liufang Baixiang did not answer and stepped on it directly.

"Brother Elephant, don't! God has the virtue of being alive, don't trample on people to death." Xiang Ningxuan quickly advised.

The six-fanged white elephant was very obedient. The elephant's legs, which were raised in the air, paused, moved a little back and stepped on it.

Monk Mang originally calculated the time when the elephant's legs fell down, and rolled forward to avoid it, but the elephant's legs suddenly stopped and then retracted, which fell on Monk Mang's head.

"Bang!" The elephant's legs fell, and the raging monk disappeared immediately.

"Ga? Is there such a thing?" Xiang Ningxuan had no idea how to describe his mood. He kindly reminded the six-fanged white elephant not to hurt others, but the elephant legs that avoided him fell on the head of the monk Mang. Could this be the legendary "It is hard to persuade the damn ghost"?

"Ah! The monster is killing!"

"Senior Brother Chan Yue was trampled to death by a monster!"

The Santa Temple was even more chaotic. Some monks fled in various places, while others wanted to come over to eliminate demons. However, when the monks came, they found that they were facing a giant six-tooth white elephant that was more than 100 tons high. The size gap was too big. Before they could start fighting, their morale was almost gone.

The six-fanged white elephant took two steps back and looked at the person who had just been trampled under her feet. She saw a human-shaped earth pit on the ground, and the monk was trapped in the pit.

The people in the pit moved their arms, and even Xiang Ningxuan couldn't help but feel moved. Being trampled by a giant beast weighing one or two hundred tons was like being run over by a truck loaded with them. This guy is not dead yet? It seems that his vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang.

Several middle-aged and elderly monks wearing big red robes ran over panting and drove away the monk who was whispering but did not dare to step forward. Without having time to pay attention to the trampled monk, they prostrated themselves and worshiped with great tribute, shouting with excitement: "See the Bodhisattva!"

There were two monks who looked like they were already in their seventies and eighties. Xiang Ningxuan was afraid that they would be excited and would be fine. He quickly waved to him and said, "Abbot, it's me, your Bodhisattva has not come."

One of the old monks was the abbot of Santa Temple, who knew Xiang Ningxuan.

The abbot stood up and put his hands together, "Seeing images is like seeing a Bodhisattva, we must worship you very much. How can the Commissioner Xiang be there?"

Xiang Ningxuan had already climbed down the rope ladder and helped the monk who was almost trampled. This guy was strong and had the strength of the peak of his strength. He had broken several bones by a white elephant, but he had no worries about his life.

There are also many healing professions in Santa Temple, and as long as you don’t die, you can recover soon.

Xiang Ningxuan then returned the courtesy and said, "Just just now, entrusted by a Buddhist senior, to go to Tianzhu for a trip. He said that the temple would also send two masters with me, I wonder which two of them?"

The abbot sighed, "Just just now, the Bodhisattva sent me a message saying that I, the Buddhist general, returned to my hometown. I am ecstatic. This is an unprecedented grand act! If I hadn't been old and weak, I would have gone there personally."

The old monk talked for a long time before saying, "I just studied it with several elders and decided to send a young and proficient Buddhist disciple, and then send a powerful monk to guard it. It is Yuanhui and Chanyue."

A monk with a twenties and thirties who was solemn in his treasures came out to pray and said, "I am a monk who is perfect in wisdom and will never let down the expectations of the Bodhisattva and the Master."

The abbot nodded with relief and said, "Okay, okay. At that time, countless monks from India traveled thousands of mountains and rivers to preach the Dharma. We should also imitate our predecessors. Alas, where is that Zen Yue?"

"..."

The old monk's eyes were dizzy, probably not seeing clearly that the one being trampled was Chan Yue, and he was still looking for someone!

Xiang Ningxuan could only cough and reminded: "Master Chanyue was accidentally stepped on by this white elephant just now and was carried down to treat it."

"..."

The scene was once very awkward.

"Ahem," Xiang Ningxuan changed the topic, "This white elephant must be returned within three months, so I will come back soon. And you who have preached in the past must stay in India. At least a few years will not be able to come back."

Yuanhui's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he was determined to cut off the railway: "Prestoring the Dharma is the lifelong ambition of my monk, who was crushed to pieces and his heart was still unwilling to do so."

Xiang Ningxuan admired this fanatical religious element and always kept his distance from it.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I will need three or five days to prepare. You can also prepare, and then take Brother Xiang to Tianzhu together."

Xiang Ningxuan pointed to the hanging compartment on the body of the six-fanged white elephant and said, "There is plenty of space above. You can prepare what you want to bring first."

"Yes, yes, it's time to prepare well this time. Especially for the scriptures, you must bring more, and they must be in the Sanskrit version."

"Does the Indians still speak Sanskrit now?"

"How about the Sanskrit version without the Sanskrit version? Chinese or English?"

The abbot and the monks immediately discussed what to bring.

Xiang Ningxuan could only ask weakly from the side: "Well, how should Brother Xiang get out?"

There seems to be no door of these Santa Temple that can pass through such a huge white elephant.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.
Chapter completed!